This knife in me This knife in me This knife in me In my back This knife in me This knife in me This knife in me In my back This knife...in...me
Wipe out the past And wash me clean off the slate! All it would take Was a flick of his knife. Vengeance was his And he gave me back my life! Damned
old junkie selling Christmas seals on North Park Street. The "Priest," they called him. "Fight tuberculosis, folks." People hurried by, gray shadows on
became crazy and started smiling Took a knife to the back when I turned around I held somebody close But I bled just enough to live half man, half ghost
escape I became crazy and started smiling Took a knife to the back when I turned around I held somebody close But I bled just enough to live, half man
last thing I learned was the knife in hand Blade to the throat, Oh, how I could kill a man You could never understand how my mind works The professional
Before I go to bed I hit the light-switch 7 times Yes, um, never mind put that knife back Mad child, I'm outta my mind but I'll be right back It's all
I'ma pull out my knife or rifle, I'm a polite psycho It's a full out cycle of a trifle life Cops can suck my cock if they don't like us I hang around
didn't know till I saw you hand Holding the jacket of another man That's when the heartache struck me Like a knife in the dark Through the secret place in my heart Where my
milk but I won't cry My eyes are watertight like my alibi Yes, I'll love you then leave you for no apparent reason My names are many my friends call
with a butcher knife how you like me now? They call me mister magic when I handle a track I'm from a world where the rabbit pulls the man outta hats
What I've run through my body, what I've run through my mind My breath's the only rhythm and the tempo is my time My enemy is hopelessness, my ally
to get ya weight up, fuckin with Canibus you get ate up beat down and sprayed up, just for bringing my name up been rockin' longer than niggas twice my age back
same old song and dance, some good ideas get overplayed i eat my breakfast, ride my bike, a knife between my shoulderblades see i'm a man of many problems
put a seal on my fate, Wipe out the past And wash me clean off the slate All it would take was a flick of his knife, Vengeance was his and he gave me back my
Wipe out the past And wash me clean off the slate! All it would take Was a flick of his knife Vengeance was his And he gave me back my life! Damned if
Yo we come through like balls seem as nigga take two puffs and pass Nigga watch your back once you talk out your ass I back up three eighty and my stash